Then the canal takes a snaking course making several loops, at one time I could look across the fields and see two other parts of the canal to one side of us. Just as we were coming round one of the loops, Ian quickly stopped the engine. We drifted over the bank where I jumped off with ropes and got us secured. It seems as though the charging voltage was too high, and he wanted to see what was going on. After a bit of tinkering and umming and ahhing, a couple of phone calls and cups of coffee, Ian had one of the alternators disconnected and we could get on our way again.
At Bank Newton locks there was such a lot of water flooding over the gates and the short pounds were very full.
Then it was on to Gargrave, where we used the services, cleaned out the front lockers and then pulled back onto the moorings.
The village is lovely, with the canal on one side and the river Aire running through the centre.
The lovely stone cottages and terraced houses are so pretty.
We met up with fellow BCF members Don and Celia moored up there too. After dinner we enjoyed a lovely evening chatting, eating and drinking with them. More new friends made along the way.
Today we have come down into Skipton, where we are meeting our daughter who will stay with us for the weekend. She is at Uni in Bradford, about 40 minutes away on her motorbike.
4 miles, 9 locks
5 miles, 3 locks, 4 bridges